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"Guys..." I said out loud. "It has not been seven of MY days..." I shouted into the empty clearing around me. Once again, three figures strode from the trees or at least what I thought of as them striding.
They stopped a comfortable distance away from me. Yet again, it was the middle one that spoke.
"We realise we're a little early. There was some... confusion about your method of measuring time." He looked uncomfortably at the alien on his left as if he was the one to blame who shrugged nonchalantly before chittering something in response, apparently in their native tongue.
The middle one raised his hand and he was silent once more.
"Due to the previous encounter's brief nature we were unable to explain properly what we were proposing to stop your race falling victim to the Kamarr's attempts to take control of your planet."
"I'm all ears."
"We have made some modifications to the software of your nanites that Rachel installed in your body. Any nanite she installs in any target species is set to be sub-servient to her own, that way she can control that subject at will. We have made changes to yours so they will be more dominant than hers which is why, when you sub-consciously willed Anna and Beth to help you force Rachel into cumming, she was unable to reverse that order."
"Wait.... So I willed them into that action? I thought it was just something they wanted to do."
"No. Your nanites overrode Rachel's instructions in that moment. The modifications were also how you could overpower her physically as well as break down the mental barriers she put up to prevent you from overwhelming her mind with... stimulation... and winning the bet."
"So I can overpower her then? I can just force her to tell me the truth?"
"No. I'm afraid with all of her mental faculties in order she will be too much for you, even with our improvements."
"So how did I manage it earlier?" Although I had a feeling I knew the answer.
"She was distracted momentarily by your brazen physical display followed by your... penetration of her physical self."
"So she was distracted because I tied up and started fucking her?"
"Yes."
"So how do I overpower her permanently? How do I re-write her nanite's programming to be sub-servient to me? More importantly has she realised you've made these changes?"
"We do not believe so no. The other questions we will look into and return with suggestions."
The three of them exchanged looks, all the while chittering in their weird language. The middle one turned back to me.
"Leave it with us. We will return in seven of your days." He started turning away before quickly turning back. "We'll get the timing right this time." He held his palm out upright, there was a flash of light and the forest faded from view, followed quickly by my new alien allies.
My alarm woke me up early as it was Monday and it was back to the grindstone. I rolled out of bed and realised the girls must have gotten an early start. I went into the en-suite and found all three of them in various states of readiness. Rachel and Anna were at the bathroom mirror, Rachel stood in a towel brushing her hair and Anna in loosely tied bathrobe. They both smiled at me in the bathroom mirror as I slid up behind Rachel, undoing the knot in her towel as I did causing it to drop, my hands roaming her body as I kissed her neck which caused her to groan in approval before slapping my hands away playfully. I slid up behind Anna and gave her the same attention.
It was then that I realised Beth was still in the shower. I shucked my boxers off and opened the door to the cubicle. She didn't hear me slide into the stall behind her but she felt my arms wrap around her from behind. Next thing she felt were my hands grabbing her tits, massaging them, paying attention to her quickly hardening nipples.
"Morning shower buddy." I whispered in her ear.
"Hmmm. I can think of worse ways to start a Monday morning than getting fucked in the shower." She replied, her hand reaching behind and grabbing my quickly engorging member. I spun her around and our lips met in a passionate kiss. My hands slid down her back to her arse. I lifted her small frame easily and pinned her against the wall, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist. She reached down with one hand and lined up my cock with her entrance and groaned as I let her sink down onto it.
"I swear this thing gets bigger every day." She sighed, contentedly.
"Careful. You'll give me a big head."
"Honey, I think God beat me to that when he blessed you with that python you carry round in your boxers." She replied chuckling.
"When you've quite finished stroking my boyfriend's already oversized ego and riding him in the shower Beth. We do have jobs to get to you little slut." Rachel shouted over the sounds of the shower, laughter in her voice.
"She's not wrong, stud. Are we just gonna stand here or are you going to send me to work bow-legged with a big smile on my face?"
I didn't need any further encouragement. I hooked her knees with the crooks of my elbows, braced my feet to stop me slipping and started thrusting into her, pounding her as hard as I could into the wall, every thrust causing her to scream, her arms flailing around before wrapping around my neck which she practically clung to for dear life.
With one last thrust I tipped her over the edge, her whole body vibrating from the pleasure as her orgasm hit her. I put her down on shaky legs and we kissed tenderly as she recovered. She quickly finished showering and left me to it, hurrying to catch up with Rach and Anna who were waiting for her downstairs increasingly impatiently.
I finished my shower and heard the girls leaving for their workplace as I shut the shower door behind me. I sat on the bed and reminisced about the events of the last 48 hours since attending the party on Saturday. Had I really just spent most of that night screwing my girlfriend and two of her best friends' brains out? Yes. Yes I had. Considering my sexual experience prior to meeting Rach would best be described as "vanilla", things had certainly livened up. Hell, before Rachel came along I'd only had three girlfriends and one of them cheated on me before we even got physical.
Well it's fair to say my love life has definitely improved recently I thought as I finished getting dressed for work. I just wasn't sure how much was me and how much was technological given the chips Rachel had "installed" in the other girls.
My drive to work was spent trying to decide which characters I was going to get the girls to dress as from the bet I'd won against Rachel at the weekend. Being a bit of a gamer I knew that I'd be picking from my favourite games. I just didn't know how to filter it down. Luckily Beth and Anna were positively excited at the chance to dress up for me when Rachel explained what I'd "won". Might just give the girls the full list and let them decide between themselves.
I was finalising a list of 6 characters in my head when I pulled into my work's car park. The company I worked for offered IT infrastructure hosting solutions to big companies. We had a number of big companies utilising our assets. Myself and the rest of my small team were responsible for maintaining and upgrading server hardware as our customers wanted.
Following my induction I'd been introduced to the rest of my immediate team. My manager, who was one of two guys and unusually, one girl. I say unusually because, well, IT isn't the most gender diverse of industries. Especially given this particular girl wouldn't look out of place on a runway in Paris. Seriously... she was hot. I could tell all my male colleagues had eyes for her (even my much older manager creepily). She looked so much like a 5ft 6 Emma Watson it was spooky. A redhead Emma Watson but like I said, the resemblance was uncanny. She even had the slightly posh accent. I spotted her crossing the car park wearing a pencil knee length skirt, quite a tight-fitting blouse and heels. She spotted me 5 feet from the door.
"Morning James... it is James, isn't it? I'm terrible with names." She called across to me as I approached the front door and flashed my ID card at the reader. I'd only been there a week or two and she'd been on holiday for half of it. She was still golden brown from the tan she'd gotten.
"Yeah, it is. Sarah, wasn't it?" Like I hadn't lasered it into my brain when she first introduced herself.
"Yeah. Settling in?" She asked as she followed me through the door and down the stairs to our little office in the basement with all the servers next door.
"Yeah, I'm getting there. What's the canteen like here? I didn't have time to make a lunch this morning."
"Oh, it's great. We can head up there together if you want? I was gonna take my lunch at one if that suits you?"
"Yeah, that's fine." I replied. I was just about to start wondering if this was a friendly welcome the new guy lunch or if it was something more when someone popped into my head.
